Gathered up and girded
Standing upright
Waiting for orders
Anxious to press on
Toward an enemy unknown
Unknown to them
Soon though they will know
All too well
They will fight
Hiding the pain
Until it will not be hidden
And then they will see
The enemy is them
The old self
The fearful self
The reticent self
To take new land
To possess a new future
We must fight
Past the demons
Of who we have become
In order to become
Who we might be
The Word the weapon
Faith the shield
Christ our strength
And our redeemer

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